Lletres: Frightened Rabbit. The Winter of Mixed Drinks. Not Miserable.

Well, this is easier now
I've found all the pieces
That I lost in the flood
And it wasn't that much

And though it's easier now
I will always remember
The night that I almost drowned
All alone in a house

And the love that I lost
With all of the shit
That came out in the wash
Just a pocket of fluff

And I'm not put upon
I'm free from disease
No grays, no liver spots
Most of the misery's gone
Gone, gone to the bone

(I am, I am, I am, I am)
(I am, I am, I am, I am)
Not miserable now
(I am, I am, I am, I am)
No one knows

(I am, I am, I am, I am)
No one knows
(I am, I am, I am, I am)
I'm not miserable

So the hymns that I sung
Prayers for the fucked
From a bitter, forked tongue
Sing of history now

Though the corners are lit
The dark can return
With the flick of a switch
It hasn't turned on me yet, yet

(I am, I am, I am, I am)
(I am, I am, I am, I am)
Not miserable now
(I am, I am, I am, I am)
No one knows

(I am, I am, I am, I am)
No one knows
(I am, I am, I am, I am)
I'm not miserable

(I am, I am, I am, I am)
Not miserable now
(I am, I am, I am, I am)
No one knows

(I am, I am, I am, I am)
No one knows
(I am, I am, I am, I am)
I'm not miserable

I am, I am, I am, I am
I am, I am, I am, I am
I am, I am, I am, I am
I am, I am, I am, I am